Snippet of conversation from the breakfast table between lover and myself, discussing archive footage from Ellen site.
Me: "Why do you think James Blunt (British musician) stopped playing his piano when Ellen sprawled all over it...I mean you'd think he'd keep on going wouldn't you...There she is right there, and he stops?"
Lover (scrutinising her muesli): "I don't know, maybe he got nervous."
Me (eager to solve the piano non-performance): "I suppose if Ellen climbed onto my instrument I might become overawed and stop playing"
Lover (scrutinising me): "Oh no, I think you'd play, don't you?"
(Silence as we both ponder the truth of this statement.)
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Friday, December 28, 2007
Breakfast performance
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